Means, No Motives

Dusty afternoon, sweaty cops and zipped body bag.
Three gardeners whisper in a flowerbed.
Detective and hysterical wife stand by pool, pistol in the deep end.
 
Police station, concrete room.
Detective talks to each gardener through a translator.
Wife sits in, tear-streaked makeup.
She accuses each one; each time bursts into tears.
“They were all such good workers!”
 
Detective’s notes:
Suspect 1 – means, no motives
Suspect 2 – same
Suspect 3 – saw the pistol on a shelf in the house
 
Wife questioned.
“Must have been Raúl, Suspect 3.”
Detective squints, asks about her relationship with her husband.
“Boring, really.”
 
Guilty.